size kink but like domestic…. can’t reach the cabinet and joe pushes you aside gently “here, you’re too little, let me do that” or cuddling with him and doing the whole “omg your hand is SO big” routine 🥺
screaming. kicking. crying. i love the domestic side so so so much
warnings: fem!reader, size kink (not sexual), reader is described as "small, tiny, little" but no description of a body type. lots of fluffy goofy soft joey.
little silly side note; in my head, everything i'm writing that's related to size kink is all about the same couple from that fic so it's 'their story' basically like this is when they first started dating. obviously you don't have to read it like that but just thought i'd let you know incase you wanted to read it the same way :)
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he's been watching you for the past two minutes. leaning against the wall of your kitchen with his arms crossed against his chest and a smirk fighting its way on his lips.
he wasn't being quiet deliberately, you just didn't happen to hear him come in which is extremely unlike you. usually, you could feel when he's close by sensing his mere presence. it also helps that he's almost twice as big as you so it isn't necessarily the hardest thing in the world to hear his footsteps approaching.
but right now you were caught up with something else. something bigger. something more out of your reach than the top of your boyfriend's head.
the goddamn skittles that seem to have magically teleported to the top cabinet in your kitchen.
how it even got there makes no sense to you. you never use the top cabinets since they're too high out of your reach.
another minute of stretching your arms out to their maximum stretch distance while standing on your tallest tip toes, your muscles started to hurt and you were starting to think that maybe the skittles aren't really worth it. maybe.
joseph couldn't help himself. he wanted to intervene, he wanted to help and get them for you but you just looked so adorable to him like that. wearing his shirt which sat like a dress on you, a shirt he didn't even realize you stole until he walked in and saw it on you then he knew that shirt was no longer his, reaching down to your mid thigh. putting your best effort into doing something he could do in an instant, without even rising his arm.
he only stopped admiring you in silence once you heard you huffing, clearly getting irritated and he knew it's time to step in.
he walked up to you and this time you could feel him approach but before you could turn to him, you felt his hand on your hip, gently pushing you aside a little bit so he could get a better look at what have became the snack cabinet since of course, he can see into it. "what do you want darling?" he asked, trying his best not to chuckle at the pout on your lips.
"skittles please." you tell him before huffing again as you watch him effortlessly grab and hand it to you then you take it a little aggressively. "i don't even know how it got up there, i never use the top ones"
joe nods before closing it, turning to you with his lips tucked in in guilt. "that might've been my fault."
"what?"
"when we were putting away the groceries, i didn't know where to put away the snacks and that cabinet was empty so i just assumed that's where they go.." he admits, giving you his best puppy eyes, mentally knocking himself over the head with a stick for not knowing better and silently praying you wouldn't get too mad at him.
"why would i put something out of my own reach?" you ask him, more curious about his though process when he did it to be upset at him.
"i don't know maybe so you could invite me in and ask me to get them for you as a way of.. flirting..?" he says it more like a question, squinting his eyes at you for a second until you do the same at him, "yes, flirting. you do it to flirt with me."
"you're such an idiot." you turn your attention to the skittles in your hand, ripping the bag open and putting one in your mouth to hide your smile from him.
"i'm the idiot who got your skittles because you're too tiny to get them yourself, correct." he fires back and you can't even fake being mad at him anymore because he is right so instead you just do a dramatic sigh and walk out of the kitchen.
"if you're behind me, i don't care i'll start the movie without you"
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two hours passed with you and joe cuddled up on the couch, watching shitty 80's horror movies because they're funnier than most of today's comedy ones.
as the night went on, you begun getting more and more sleepy even though you've napped for three hours earlier today in preparation for your movie night date but something about being in his arms just made you ready to doze off. you're pretty sure there's a scientific reason to why you feel this way whenever you're around him, you've read it before. something about your hormones or maybe his hormones but it had to do something with hormones responding well to each other and releasing some other hormone that stimulate the feeling of safety thus the ability to get vulnerable and what's more vulnerable than feeling asleep next to someone but you could be making all of that up in your hazy brain.
another thing your hazy brain decided to fixate on is his hands. you've noticed them for a while but only now you truly seem them as one of them is resting on your hip while the other is wrapped around your waist, both of them completely covering the space they've occupied.
you shift in his embrace to get both of your hands around his wrist, bringing it closer to your face, inspecting it kind of.
he ditches the television and stares at you as you're gawking at his hand like it's the most interesting thing in the world. he doesn't fail to notice how you had to hold it with both of yours. "anything exciting in there?"
"no it's just.." you pull his hand away from your face and make him open his palm as if he's giving a high five then place your own palm against his, comparing your hands. "oh my god.. your hand is.. enormous." you move your hands to the side so he could see them.
he's noticed it before, long before you did. how could he not? but seeing it now fully pressed against his own really puts in perspective how small you are, seeing how his hand is more than twice as big as yours. hell, it's probably the size of only three of his fingers.
"hmm? i think your hand is just little.." he watches your fingers begin to move into the inside of his palm, exploring it. tracing the lines and going between his fingers, seeing how many you can fit in there and he couldn't help but pull you closer and chuckle, feeling your entire body wrapped around his torso, amplifying his point. "god you're so small"
"no i'm not. it's you! you're just.. big." you tell him and mean it. he is big with his wide shoulders and chest, thick neck and thighs, big arms and enormous hands. bigger than you, so much bigger than you. if it was anyone else, you'd feel scared being around someone like him, fear of being overpowered or overcrowded but that was never you had to worry about with him.
you hated feeling small because most of the time before you only felt it when you were being belittled but not with him. he doesn't make you feel like you're easy to be pushed aside once you're done being used as an arm rest or a second best. he makes you feel small in a way that makes you feel safe enough to start to like it and you're liking it more and more by each second that passes.
he holds your hand and brings it up to his lips, kissing each of your knuckles before intertwining his fingers with yours. his look so much bigger now that yours are sitting between them like that but they fit with yours. he fits with you.
"yeah? well look at that, we seems like we're a perfect fit."
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